HE HAD BEEN OUT LATE.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXII, Issue XXI, 27 May 1899, Page 741

HE HAD BEEN OUT LATE.

It seems her husband had been out very late, celebrating—it was one of those holidays—and as he came home in the rose flush of the morning he thought it would be a capital idea to take a bath on getting home. First of all —and most important—it would contradict any wrong impression as to his condition, and his wife sometimes had wrong impressions when he had been out all night. We women are so suspicious.

But he went boldly to the bathroom and was soon splashing around as gaily as a canary. In fact, he created such an unusual commotion that his wife woke up and went to see what was the matter.

Suddenly he saw her gazing through the door with a look so eold and contemptuous that it struck a chill to his very heart, lint he made a dive for the soap and went on industriously with his ablutions.

’What are you doing there, I’eter'.” she asked him. He made the effort of his life to seem debonair and perfectly sober. ‘Can't you see what I'm doing, my dear?’ he answered, with another prodigious splash. ‘l’m taking a bath.’ ‘Don’t you think it would be a good idea for you to take off your underclothes?' she asked him, with a frozen inflection, as she passed out of sight.— ‘Dramatic Mirror.’